Nanzhou, in the midst of the clouds, the big city that has been turned into ruins.

A group of four people sneaked up and landed under the big tree in the courtyard before revealing their figures.

Yang Xiaochan and Yaoji are both wearing white dresses, but Yang Xiaochan is as slim as a girl, while Yaoji is quiet and soft after being polished by wind and frost.

Chu Qian was wearing a cyan robe, solemn and elegant, and she didn't dare to compete with her mother, but if she looked closely at Chu Qian and Yao Ji, the charm of the two was a little surprisingly similar.

Yang Jian changed into a cyan robe, with long hair fluttering, like a scribe and scholar, gentle and elegant.

He was the son of the Yang family, and after saluting in front of the clothed mound that had been erected before, he stepped aside.

Yao Ji rested in Yuquan Mountain for a while, and at this time she had recovered her spirits, with ice skin and jade skin, willow leaves and thin lips, this should have been a fairy alone in the galaxy above the nine heavens, but at this time she was inexplicably sad.

Yang Jian's heart was a little bored, turned around and walked out of the courtyard, standing outside the courtyard gate and waiting.

Chu Qian thought about it and chased Yang Jian out.

"Second master?"

"What's the matter," Yang Jian collected his mood and looked at Chu Qian.

Chu Qian bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Second Master, why am I ...... The slave family has nothing else to do, just feels, feels...... I seem to know ......."

Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, Yang Jian sighed lightly and said, "Don't tell her this, the heavenly general who killed the head of Yunhua back then, but his name is Mo Han?"

"Yes...... Didn't Mo Han die at the hands of the second master?"

"Mo Han killed my father and eldest brother, and my mother was suppressed for five hundred years, so I naturally want to kill him," Yang Jian looked at the branches of the big tree in the courtyard and sighed, "But do you know, why did he do such an inhumane thing?"

Chu Qianjiao's body trembled slightly, and she looked at Yang Jian in disbelief.

"The second master is saying!

"Well," Yang Jian nodded slowly, Chu Qian's delicate body trembled again and again, and she threw herself in front of the door and looked at the figure kneeling in front of the grave in the courtyard.

Yang Jian's finger lightly tapped on Chu Qian's shoulder, Chu Qian looked at Yang Jian with teary eyes, and said in a low voice: "Why...... Why is she so miserable in both lives?"

"Fate, fortune, calamity, calculation, conspiracy...... The world is unpredictable, and the way of heaven is ruthless. ”

Yang Jian sighed with his hands down, "The reason why I didn't tell you was because I didn't want you to tell her this." The matter between Mo Han and Yunhua is in the past, and today there is only Yao Ji, so don't say more. ”

Chu Qian leaned against the door panel, nodded slowly, and then burst into tears and smiled, wiping away her tears with her sleeve.

"Second master, I want to serve by the side of the master mother in the future, is it okay?"

"Help me take care of my mother and Xiaochan'er, I won't lose your benefits," Yang Jian said, his words a little impersonal.

But Chu Qian smiled happily, her eyes never left Yaoji's back, and her eyes were attachment and attachment.

"I'm still alive just to find her and protect her. When I met the second master that day, I am afraid that it is a fixed number in the dark. ”

"Well," Yang Jian waved his hand, "go in and accompany them, I'll go for a walk in the city." ”

"Yes. Chu Qian bowed to Yang Jian Yingying and watched Yang Jian leave the alley.

She took off the hairpin, turned it into a jade qin, walked into the courtyard with the piano in her arms, sat by the grave and played it gently, the music was calm, and with a little persuasion, conveying her comfort.

Yang Jian's divine sense also smiled when he saw this scene.

This matter can be regarded as complete.

Jumping to the corner of the tower, the highest place in this big city, Yang Jian stood there, looking towards the east.

What he wants to think at this time is to calculate the gods, and take advantage of the momentum of the gods to rush straight up.

How can we get the most luck, merit, treasures, and opportunities in the great tribulation?

All this is essentially measured and manipulated by the Heavenly Dao, as long as it does not interfere with the Heavenly Dao to promote the 'plot', the higher Yang Jian's status and position in the Great Tribulation, the more blessings of luck will be, and the merit will naturally be more.

As for the treasure or something, it depends on the abduction and deception...... Ahem, I relied on my own real skills to rob it.

The gods are tribulated, the immortals are splashed with blood, and life and death are caused by the sky.

Yang Jian played with the magic pen in his hand and found that the material of the inkstone was very amazing, but he could find a refining master to help him refine the inkstone into the cloud brick.

The treasure that Uncle Huanglong gave him is becoming more and more convenient to use.

Yang Jian stood there, sorting out his thoughts about the gods.

At the beginning of the catastrophe of the gods, Emperor Xin of Shang Jun was upset when he saw the lust and insulted the statue of Nuwa with poems.

Although Nuwa is not very capable among the six saints, she first has the merit of creating people and the virtue of mending the sky, but her merit is the most among the six saints!

The saint is immortal and immortal, and he is immortal, and he is indestructible, what do he care about except his face?

Nuwa is still the only female saint among the six saints, so don't female saints have to be faceless!

But Nuwa is a saint, and the human race is her creation, and she is called the Holy Mother of the human race.

She wanted to kill Di Xin, but found that Di Xin still had twenty-eight years of human and emperor luck, so she did not directly kill him, but acted in accordance with the way of heaven and sent the three demons of the famous Xuanyuan Tomb to confuse Di Xin......

The king has no way, gullible slander, great joy, strict punishment, cannon branding, killing loyalty, digging the heart of Bigan, and destroying the luck of the Shang Dynasty.

Four hundred princes rebelled, King Wu fell, the sect stood on the side of King Wu, and the sect was involved in the camp of King Wu in a daze, and the things behind it were well-known.

Even after the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, it also attracted several saints to fight, except for Nuwa, the other five saints showed their magic in Nanzhou and did a ......

In the end, the sect was cut off from all immortals, the vitality of the sect was greatly damaged, and many disciples apostatized and entered the Western religion, and the luck of the Daomen was greatly damaged, and the strength was also greatly damaged.

This is the general process of becoming a god.

Yang Jian is calculating and planning.

If you want to start, it's best to start early, and when King Wu raises troops, everything will be decided.

If he hadn't been able to participate in the tribulation of the gods earlier, I'm afraid he would still have to be a grain supervisor, but he would have stood up and turned the tide in several routs of the Zhou army.

He doesn't need to be on the god list, because he is now the marshal of the heavenly court, the Jade Emperor's personal Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, and the sage gave him the 'Qingyuan Wonderful Dao'.

The main role of the War of the Gods is to bring the dead Daomen disciples into the Heavenly Court, be controlled by the God List, and preside over the operation of heaven and earth.

Yang Jian is already the marshal of the Heavenly Court, and he has been recognized by the Heavenly Dao, so he doesn't need to be sealed by the God List.

Therefore, Yang Jian can wantonly turn the clouds and make rain, as long as he does not die, he does not have to worry about being injured by the catastrophe.

However, Master Yuding Zhenren seems to have another catastrophe in the gods, but for the sake of Master, he needs to plan carefully.

But Master's skills don't have much causal adhesion, so he shouldn't be able to ...... Could it be that the injuries of the Great Dao caused by the Master's impact on the Holy Throne have not healed, and he is only bluffing in the Heavenly Court to intimidate others?

The more Yang Jian thought about it, the more he felt that he had to think more about his master.

In the end, he simply made up his mind that the master would not be involved in the matter of sealing the gods, and he, a disciple, would stop all the disasters.

Master has paid so much for himself and done so much, how can Yang Jian be a disciple with a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs?

"How to change ......" Yang Jian had some thoughts in his heart, but they were all ruled out by himself one by one.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, looked in the northeast direction, and saw more than 100 streamers chasing under the clouds; after looking carefully for a while, Yang Jian was furious.

The twelve figures flying at the front were not the twelve commanders and twelve Wu clan disciples he had worked so hard to cultivate, who were they?

In the battle of the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian told them not to make a move, but only waited outside the Zhongtian Gate, and when Ao Ji and Ao Xinke left, they were afraid that the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals would target these twelve Yang Jian's 'subordinates', so they swept the twelve witches to the East China Sea.

When these twelve commanders heard that Yang Jian was unharmed, they practiced on the small island in the East China Sea with peace of mind.

Before Yang Jian came to Nanzhou, he gave Ao Ji a letter of repair, asking the Dragon Clan to help him search for the Crystal of Lottery Gold, and also mentioned the twelve commanders, and asked Ao Ji to inform them to come to Nanzhou to meet, and wanted to choose two witch girls to follow their mother.

Unexpectedly, his twelve subordinates, the leader of the 1,200 grass-headed gods in the future, were chased and killed by a group of demon clans in the sky over Nanzhou......

Among the demon clans chasing behind him, there were more than a dozen old demons in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and there were many of them, and the twelve commanders were only true immortal combat power at this time, so they had to form a formation to avoid it.

Forming a formation to avoid is an elegant saying, and in layman's terms, it is to flee in embarrassment.

Yang Jian was a little angry at this time, but he didn't rush over directly, just waited here.

The Twelve Commanders are his right-hand men in the future, and it is difficult for them to become successful without being beaten, and it is normal for the lich to have a long-standing grudge against each other.

"Come here. ”

Yang Jian passed the word to the twelve commanders, if they couldn't hold on to this place, Yang Jian would naturally come to the rescue, but he would be extremely disappointed in his heart.

He wants a warrior witch, not a vase witch.

"Second Master!"

"It's the second master!"

"We haven't been able to work for the second master, but we always make trouble for the second master, damn it!"

The twelve streamers hesitated for a moment, and finally were forced to change direction and flew towards Yang Jian's side.

And Yang Jian didn't show his breath, he stood alone on top of the city tower, his long hair tied up with both hands, and the spikless spear was already in his hand.

In the land of the human race, how can the demon race be allowed to be murderous?

However, he ignored that under the pressure of the Nanzhou Tribulation Cloud, the monks did not dare to approach, but gave the demon clan a chance to cause trouble.

"Hmph!" Yang Jian grabbed the pointless spear, and in his eyes, a murderous intent loomed.